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Not giving up, he rushed into the kitchen again, looking around and sniffing. After coming out, he first approached Lin Zhihao, took a deep sniff, circled around him for half a turn, and then moved to Yongshan's side to do the same.

Finally, her face filled with disbelief, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Brother Hao, are you kidding me? When did you become a chef? Sister-in-law, did you really make all of this by yourself?"

Yongshan had only been home for ten minutes and was still changing her shoes when she was amused by the barrage of questions. She nodded and replied while taking off her shoes, "Of course, when I came in, he was the only one at home. These dishes are definitely his cooking."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiju's eyes widened even more. She glanced at Lin Zhihao, then at the table full of dishes, shaking her head vigorously and muttering repeatedly, "Unbelievable, unbelievable!"

Other colleagues and Chen Weichen entered one after another, and upon seeing this, they were all astonished. The room was filled with exclamations of surprise, creating a lively atmosphere.

Looking at Jiang Yiju's suspicious and boisterous expression, Chen Weichen smiled and gently tapped his forehead with his finger, teasingly saying, "You should be less boisterous and learn more from Brother Hao. Look at his cooking skills, how amazing! A whole table of dishes, perfect in color, aroma, and taste. You can't make something like that without real skill."

Jiang Yiju tilted her head, stiffened her neck, and waved her hands wildly like a stubborn child, shaking her head repeatedly while muttering, "I don't believe it! I've known Brother Hao for so many years. He's always so busy with cases that he barely has time to breathe. How could he suddenly become a head chef?"

In my opinion, he definitely went to buy the groceries himself, then secretly called the chef over to his house and did the work behind our backs. He thinks he can fool us? No way!

As he spoke, his eyes widened, and he pointed his finger directly at Lin Zhihao, "Lin Zhihao, stop pretending to be deep here, quickly confess the truth, and you'll be treated leniently if you confess, and severely punished if you resist!"

Don't forget, I'm from the Anti-Fraud Squad. I still remember how you used to flirt with my girlfriend. If you dare to lie to me again, I'll arrest you and interrogate you properly, and show you what I'm capable of!

Listening to Jiang Yiju's nonsensical and illogical words, Chen Weichen was both annoyed and amused. He raised his hand and tapped Jiang Yiju's head a few times, feigning anger, and said, "You, your imagination runs wild. Can't you wish others well? You're just making things up here."

While scolding him, he stretched out his arm, put it around Yongshan's shoulder, and strolled into the inner room, muttering, "Let's go see how clean it is inside, instead of just listening to his nonsense here."

Jiang Yiju wasn't annoyed by Chen Weichen's tap. She stood there, her eyes darting back and forth between Lin Zhihao and the dishes on the table, as if she was determined to find some "flaw".

As everyone was chatting animatedly, the doorbell rang cheerfully again, and the colleagues from the Major Crimes Unit arrived together.

In no time, the room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and jokes, and then happily sat around the table laden with delicious food, ready to feast.

The dishes on the table, with their plating and color combinations alone, were like works of art, tempting everyone's mouths, and everyone was already unable to contain their excitement.

Once you pick up your chopsticks and taste it, the delicious flavors burst on your tongue: the braised prawns with firm and springy meat and a rich, savory sauce; the steamed sea bass that melts in your mouth, tender and smooth; and the sweet and sour pork ribs that are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside...

Each dish was rich in flavor and indescribably delicious, giving everyone's taste buds a powerful experience. They were amazed and kept praising the food as they chewed.

Jiang Yiju swallowed the food in her mouth, stared wide-eyed for a few seconds, then burst into laughter, pointing her finger at Lin Zhihao and shouting, "Lin Zhihao, you 'old fox,' you've been hiding this trick all along!"

I know you too well. You're usually very shrewd when it comes to cases, but your culinary skills have suddenly become outstanding. That's too strange.

If it had tasted bad, I might have believed it was your first time cooking and you were just messing around. But this is way too delicious! I would never believe you made it yourself. It's definitely cheated!

No, you definitely hired a ghostwriter. Stop hiding it and tell me which chef was in charge. Next time I crave something delicious, I'll ask them to cook for me!

Chen Weichen, listening from the side, was both ashamed and annoyed. His face turned bright red, and he pinched Jiang Yiju's waist hard, scolding her, "Can't you just shut up for a while? There's good food and you still can't shut your mouth! You're just talking nonsense. Hurry up and eat. Look, the braised prawns are almost all gone."

Jiang Yiju looked up at the sound and sure enough, there were only two shrimp left on the plate. He quickly reached out and grabbed both shrimp, handing one to Chen Weichen. He said confidently, "Wife, you're right. We can't let this 'big swindler' get away with this. Let's eat all this delicious food and not leave him a single bit!"

After saying that, he swallowed the shrimp meat in two bites, his cheeks bulging and his face full of satisfaction.

The meal was thoroughly enjoyed, and everyone was so engrossed in the delicious food that they unknowingly ate more than they should have.

Yongshan and Chen Weichen, who already had limited appetites, were now stuffed with food, their faces showing a lazy contentment.

Jia Bao, a newcomer to the Major Crimes Unit, intended to be reserved at the dinner party, but the dishes, with their beautiful colors, aromas, and flavors, were too tempting. He couldn't resist taking a few more bites, and now his stomach was so full that he could only rub it gently, looking both helpless and amused.

After a satisfying meal, everyone got up and left the table, chatting and laughing as they went downstairs to the spacious and bright square in the community, intending to digest their food and lighten the "burden" in their stomachs.

Jiang Yiju walked slowly, holding her round, protruding belly in her hands as if it were a treasure, muttering to herself, "Brother Hao, your cooking skills are absolutely amazing, but they're also too 'tricky'!"

The food was incredibly delicious! I don't have much self-control, so I couldn't resist the temptation. Now I'm definitely going to gain several pounds. I'll have to think twice before inviting me here again, or my diet will be completely ruined.

Chen Weichen and Yongshan walked side by side, very close to each other. Chen Weichen lowered his voice and whispered something in Yongshan's ear, as if sharing a little secret that belonged only to them.

As soon as the words were spoken, the two women burst into laughter as if their funny bone had been tickled. They laughed so hard they bent over backwards, their bright laughter echoing in the square, attracting the attention of passersby. But they didn't care at all, remaining immersed in the small, joyful atmosphere.

Lin Zhihao patted Jiang Yiju on the shoulder, his gaze filled with concern and the familiarity of old friends, and asked, "How's your work going? What case are you working on right now?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiju's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and she sighed, saying, "It's a tricky case of a brothel killer; it's been dragging on for quite some time."

So, the suspect has been identified, but that's where the problem lies: they can't find any solid evidence. It's like punching cotton—they have the strength but can't use it. The person is right in front of them, but they can't do anything about it.

Lin Zhihao listened intently, fully aware that the case had been the talk of the police for some time.

The initial investigation consumed a lot of energy, and the clues were like a tangled mess. After finally identifying the suspect, the investigation reached a stalemate.

Later, when all else failed, they resorted to the risky tactic of having Jiabao and Guodong pretend to be a married couple to "fish" for the snake out of its hole. However, the assassin was very cunning and did not reveal any flaws in their several encounters.

In the end, Yan Rong racked his brains and came up with a rather "insidious" method: using a bag of rice noodles as leverage to pinpoint the killer's weakness and force him to confess. Only then was the operation successfully completed and the killer sent to the police station.

In Lin Zhihao's view, Jiang Yiju's team stumbled along the way, their investigative methods were not sharp enough, their clue sorting lacked ingenuity, and their adaptability was also somewhat lacking. Although they won in the end, their methods were somewhat unfair and they did not demonstrate strong criminal investigation capabilities.

After a moment's thought, his expression hardened, and he patted his chest confidently, saying, "But now that I've made it, what's there to worry about?"

As dusk settled and the night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the neighborhood gradually subsided, and everyone said their goodbyes and left.

With a beaming smile, Yongshan affectionately linked arms with Lin Zhihao as they strolled side by side along the path home, their shadows stretched long and short by the streetlights.

“Honey, I have something to tell you.” Yongshan looked up, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “I recently found a house I like in Central. Although it’s a second-hand house, it’s very well maintained and looks brand new.”

The homeowner was in a hurry to emigrate, so their asking price was quite reasonable, not too high. I was thinking, how about we sell our current house and buy this one? What do you think?

Lin Zhihao paused slightly, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying seriously, "Now that you mention it, I don't have a clear idea either. How about this, if you're free tomorrow, go to a real estate agency and list our building for sale to see what the market is like."

Let's set aside some time tomorrow night to go and see the house you've got your eye on, ask about the price in detail, and find out about the neighbors. If everything is suitable, we'll buy it.

"What a coincidence! My case just closed, and I'll be receiving a hefty bonus, perfect for buying a house. It's quite lucky I've come this far."

Upon hearing this, Yongshan's face instantly lit up with a bright smile, and she nestled happily into Lin Zhihao's arms like a little bird seeking shelter.

Lin Zhihao gently embraced her, a smile playing on his lips, but a name quietly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He thought to himself that, given the current situation, that person should be making his appearance soon. He wondered what kind of trouble he would stir up this time. The road ahead seemed to hold uncertainties, but for now, getting the house settled was the most important thing.

As dawn broke and a new day began, Yongshan, as usual, carefully tidied herself up before heading to the company to begin her busy work.

As the sun rose higher and it approached noon, Lin Zhihao was leisurely at home when his phone suddenly rang. When he answered, he heard Yongshan's somewhat anxious voice.

"Honey, I have great news!" Yongshan said excitedly. "We've met a buyer who's really interested in the layout of our apartment. He's so excited by the description, he can't wait to come and see the apartment!"

Lin Zhihao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and replied, "That's great! No problem, I happen to be home, let him come over."

Not long after I hung up, the phone rang urgently again; this time it was the real estate agent calling.

"Hello Mr. Lin, just letting you know that we'll be bringing a buyer to view the property in half an hour. Please prepare accordingly." The agent's enthusiastic and professional voice came through the phone.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Lin Zhihao replied politely, then quickly got up and tidied up the clutter in the living room. He wiped the coffee table until it was sparkling clean and arranged the sofa cushions neatly. He then hurried into the bedroom, smoothed out the bed, and folded the clothes neatly and stuffed them into the wardrobe.

While I was busy, my heart was pounding like a rabbit's.

He pondered to himself, the buyer came in such a hurry and his identity was somewhat mysterious. Could it be the ultimate "big boss" of the Royal Anti-Fraud Squad - the conman Yan Rong?

Lin Zhihao lingered in the stairwell for a long time, weighing his options repeatedly, before finally climbing to the rooftop. He crouched low, carefully approaching the edge of the rooftop, peeking out half his head, his eyes fixed on the sounds below. He looked just like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, intently watching its prey.

A short while later, a gleaming black Mazda slowly drove into view and came to a steady stop downstairs.

The car door opened, and a man in a sharp suit and leather shoes stepped out first. He looked like the manager accompanying the group, exuding a capable air.

Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man appeared, wearing a blue and red plaid polo shirt and casual trousers. He was leaning on a cane and walked at a leisurely pace, exuding a sense of composure.

The man was slightly balding on top, but his eyes were like cold stars, bright and piercing. At first glance, he looked quite similar to the famous "Brother Jianlin" in the real world.

Lin Zhihao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "No way, it really is Yan Rong?"

A smile crept across his lips, a smile that held a hint of smugness and a sense of certainty. "Heh heh, I've finally got my chance today. I'll see if I don't take you down!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have been doused with cold water, and his expression turned serious. "Yan Rong is the ultimate boss of the Royal Anti-Fraud Squad. The forces behind him must be very complicated. If I act rashly, I'm afraid I'll cause a lot of trouble later."

Lin Zhihao frowned, his mind in turmoil. After much hesitation, he thought, "Should I let him go for now and wait for a more opportune moment?"

But in an instant, his expression hardened, and a resolute look appeared on his face. "To hell with it! I finally managed to break into this film and television world. Am I supposed to be like those constables who are always hesitant and timid, looking around all day long?"

Jiang Yiju was completely fooled by that guy because she didn't have solid evidence against the brothel killer. In the end, it was only thanks to Yan Rong's dirty tricks that she was able to get him into prison.

If I were to worry about this and that, what would be the point of this trip! I don't care about anything else, all I want is to be free and have a good time!!

After saying that, he clenched his fists, his gaze refocusing on Yan Rong downstairs, his eyes filled with coldness.